peezy – wins & losses lyrics
[verse 1: peezy]
came up off trips, in and off the interstate
really be in the mix, all i be doing is getting payed
watched my mama get high, watched my daddy go broke
so i ain’t have no other choice, sh+t i had to sell dope
see my auntie break a slab n the marbol table
was watching cameras in the spot, while you was watching caibol
you ain’t never had a plug, seen this type of paper
back when [?] was in the [?] with a translater
my auntie said [?] a n+gga 70 grams
i can cut an ounce of dope, with a safety pin
[?] they finna raide again
[?] out the back door, ad to gate again
i used to sеll half tracks to get a pare of j’s
now i spend a half slab on a diamond chain
if thе sh+t don’t go as planned, we gon try again
i’m really into making bands, you n+ggas making friends
[chorus: peezy]
i can tell you bout the losses, i can tell you bout the wins
good at making money, not good at making friends
money come in fast, but imma count it with my hands
and if i miscount it, imma count the sh+t again
i can tell you bout the losses, i can tell you bout the wins
good at making money, not good at making friends
money come in fast, but imma count it with my hands
and if i miscount it, imma count the sh+t again
[verse 2: young buck]
50 bands in my pants, in a pare of vans
don’t know where i’m staying, i’m going where the plane lands
dope man, i’m so f+cking unforgettable
[?] open up an eddable
[?] state to state, ho i’m federal
i don’t have a single b+tch, i have several
[?] my detroit n+ggas ratchet
shawty we just choosing you, paper over plastic
magision with the bricks, i know magic
so please think about your question for you ask it
still transporting ills and my pints
[?] couple undred on the lights
[chorus: peezy]
i can tell you bout the losses, i can tell you bout the wins
good at making money, not good at making friends
money come in fast, but imma count it with my hands
and if i miscount it, imma count the sh+t again
i can tell you bout the losses, i can tell you bout the wins
good at making money, not good at making friends
money come in fast, but imma count it with my hands
and if i miscount it, imma count the sh+t again
[verse 3: lom rambo]
if it ain’t all there, i need another count
like call the weed man up, i need another ounce
when the spot got hot, we bought another house
[?] jumped on our trail, we did another rout
we just hit 400, ain’t take nothing out
you couldn’t walk a mile, you just run your mouth
[?]
it’s evidence that they ain’t f+cking with us
[?] as i spin up
word to the ice, 30 racks get you lit up
i be in big deals, n+gga you is just beginning
i had to go through the [?] just to learn i’m winning
[chorus: peezy]
i can tell you bout the losses, i can tell you bout the wins
good at making money, not good at making friends
money come in fast, but imma count it with my hands
and if i miscount it, imma count the sh+t again
i can tell you bout the losses, i can tell you bout the wins
good at making money, not good at making friends
money come in fast, but imma count it with my hands
and if i miscount it, imma count the sh+t again
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